The script of the Wise Clan belongs to the earth's orcs, and they can run...
The day after returning to their grassland habitat, Jiang Yunlan spent some time rewriting the conditions for the beastmen to stay in their dormitories. She then handed over the drafted announcement and the list of beastmen's contribution values to Xia to the beastmen responsible for copying the intelligence.
“As before, two copies need to be made. One will be posted on the bulletin board in the clan square, and the other on the bulletin board in the left room. The original will be stored in the right room and placed on an empty table. When 022 records the events of this period, it will put the original and the history book together,” Jiang Yunlan said to the fox-beastman who was copying the intelligence.
The fox-beastman, Yuan Qiange, nodded in understanding, and then listened to Lan's instructions.
"After you finish copying the announcement, remember to tell the orc who posted it and everyone else that Xia's contribution ranking is updated every other season."
She specifically noted this point below the announcement. However, not all orcs could read Xia's characters. The contribution points of the working orcs were also on the leaderboard. Several hardworking orcs had higher contribution points than many of her people.
Yuan Qian Ge understood and assured him, "I will tell that beastman."
After some time, Hara Chika finished copying the manuscript. Holding two copies of the manuscript and one original manuscript, she gently pushed open the door and walked out of the central room.
The central right room contains many important records. When 022 is not inside, the door is always locked, and two police officers are stationed outside to guard the door.
The original central building did not have permanent guards, only police officers who patrolled the area from time to time, and door locks.
Until one day, when Lan took her people out.
A group of orcs thought they could evade the patrolling police and break into the central left room to steal copper coins. However, they were surprised to find no coins in the central left room that night, and they were caught red-handed by the patrolling orcs and thrown into a labor camp.
From that day on, the Central Building, like Arashi's residence, was guarded by police officers every day.
To this day, most orcs still don't know where the Grey Honeys store their copper coins at night.
“I’m here to store the items. This is the wooden plaque and the original manuscript handwritten by Lan.” Yuan Qiange showed the wooden plaque and lightly shook the rolled-up long scroll in her right hand.
A guard at the gate took the wooden sign and inspected it. His gaze swept over the long scroll the guard was carrying, and he called to the guard with the key to open the gate.
Yuan Qiange took the wooden plaque handed back to him by the police officer and walked into the right room. A very noticeable gaze was fixed on him from behind, as if to say, "I'm watching you. Don't even think about doing anything under my nose."
His daily routine consisted of copying and storing the original manuscripts. He had long been accustomed to the watchful eyes of the guards at the gate. He casually placed the manuscripts on an empty spot on the table and walked out of the right room, facing the guards' gaze.
The two orcs responsible for guarding the central right room were both upright and incorruptible. Even though he came every day, they would still earnestly ask him for the wooden plaque to check. But if they weren't like that, Maple Syrup wouldn't have chosen them to guard the gate.
After putting away the original manuscript, Yuan Qian Ge took the copy to find his good partner, the sheep-beastman who was responsible for informing the clan members of news.
The grassland sheep beastman, who was working part-time explaining tasks in the central left room, heard Yuan Qiange relay Lan's instructions, took a copy of the transcript, and turned around to post a notice.
The orcs who came to receive the quest saw the grassland sheep orcs' actions and immediately surrounded them.
"Oh, oh, oh! Is this the first announcement Lan made after she came back, updating the rules for moving into the dorms? This has nothing to do with me, I already have a dorm." Lang An scratched his head, looking uninterested.
Behind Wolf An, a squirrel-like beastman with sharp eyes spotted the words "contribution value" just displayed in the announcement and excitedly shouted, "What?! A contribution value ranking list is out! What's my number? Let me see! Hey, wait, don't block my way, Wolf An!"
Upon seeing this, the police officer standing in the left room stopped the excited group of beastmen behind the grassland sheep-beastman and reminded them to back off.
The orcs responded, looking at the gradually unfolding contribution value leaderboard, carefully searching for their own names.
“Lan isn’t up there.” A working orc wondered.
Upon hearing this, many orcs exclaimed, "How could Lan be up there? Lan's contribution points are impossible to calculate. That's Lan, you know!"
Jiang Yunlan initially considered adding her name, but later she thought that the extent of her contributions to Xia should not be judged by her, but by future generations and by her people.
If she does well, then she is number one in the hearts of the orcs. If she does poorly, then she should not be number one above the orcs.
Jiang Yunlan was unaware that the beastmen in the central left room who saw the rankings unanimously agreed that her contributions were immeasurable and that she didn't need to be listed. They had already tacitly accepted that she was the best beastman.
She sat at her desk, flipping through a map of the grassland habitat. She was selecting a house to sell. Xia owned the land; the beastmen were actually buying the right to live in and use the houses, a fact she would have the sellers of the houses tell the buyers.
After selecting a sales location and drafting prices for different properties, Jiang Yunlan put down her pen and began to consider whether to open a formal stall area at the same time.
The tribe already has orcs selling handicrafts, modified clothing, accessories, and... study materials for top students.
Orcs are currently not allowed to sell homemade food privately. However, since all orcs genuinely interested in cooking have already been registered, no problems have arisen. Orcs who tried to take shortcuts by reselling limited-edition food for copper coins have already been sent to labor camps.
The two canteens frequently introduce new products, and the beastmen are used to buying food from them. They don't find anything wrong with the absence of snack stalls, since the canteens sell snacks and desserts.
Want to try something new? Tell the head chefs your ideas, and they'll give you a new dish as a thank you gift.
If all else fails, you can choose to pay copper coins to roll up your sleeves and cook a meal in the canteen yourself. However, because your cooking skills are so terrible, the head chef and his indescribably failed creations will be kicked out of the kitchen by the orcs.
The orc who cooks hates it when someone wastes food and will refuse to let any orc who cooks poorly back into the kitchen, unless that orc starts learning to cook from the bottom up.
"Let the orcs cook for themselves. Forget it, let's wait another snow season or two. We'll wait until the tribe has enough food for them to cook whatever they want. By then, there will definitely be food stalls." Jiang Yunlan shook her head, remembering that the granary wasn't enough to feed all the orcs for two years.
Xia's granary is not only Xia's granary, but also the backbone of the working orc clans.
"The flowering season hasn't arrived yet, so let's allocate the trading area to the orcs who set up stalls for now. Let's follow the same rules for the orcs setting up stalls as the trading area and the commercial street." Jiang Yunlan lowered her left hand, which had been supporting her face, and began writing with her eyes down.
022 sat at the table next to Lan, listening to her voice and responding occasionally. It was also writing, recording its experiences outside the tribe. It would write about what had happened in the tribe after it finished recording Lan's experiences and carefully questioned Maple Sugar and the others.
The day ended in a flurry of activity.
It was the third day since Jiang Yunlan returned to her clan. Today was the day she had arranged to meet with the beastmen of the Wise Clan to discuss matters.
Yunxing Yuque only brought a few orcs with her. After asking for their opinions, Jiang Yunlan turned and led them to the second training ground, which was rarely visited by orcs. She didn't ask why, in just two short days, fist marks appeared on their faces.
At first, Jiang Yunlan brought 022, Freya, and Sveta to the appointment, but there was a lazy Hati lying on the ground in the second training field.
So, a wolf appeared next to her, lying in the sun.
The orcs, including Yunxing Yuque, paid no attention to the extra hati and chatted animatedly with Lan about the items they had seen in Xia. Sveta, who had been quite lively before, remained silent, quietly nestled in Lan's pocket.
A maple leaf passed by the second training field and stopped. They were unaffected.
The orcs of the Wise Clan talked about the waterwheels irrigating the farmland and the telescopes in the watchtower, their bright eyes fixed on the squirrel orc who was already half-grown.
A cotton ball passed by the second training field and stopped. They were unaffected.
"How did Lan come up with these ideas? That's amazing!" they asked Lan curiously.
“They come from my hometown, China,” Jiang Yunlan said, her gaze softening unconsciously.
The orc of the Wise Clan wanted to know about China. She shared some stories she had already told her people, then said no more. She wanted the orcs to know about China, but she didn't want them to seek it out. Because China didn't exist in the orc world.
“My hometown is a place I can never return to. Don’t try to find it, you won’t find it,” Jiang Yunlan told them.
The beastmen, including Yunxing Yuque, understood the meaning behind those words and hurriedly changed the subject. Yunxing Yuque, not daring to discuss Xia's affairs, instead brought up items from her own clan to talk about.
"Lan, our clan also has a written language. Although it's not as developed as Xia's, we've still formed our own system!" Yunxing Yuque said proudly, raising her hand to write their clan's characters on the ground where the wild grass had been removed.
"This is night and the double moon, this is day and the sun, this is noon, this is..."
He pointed to the symbols he had drawn and explained their meanings to Lan with a smile.
A Hida was passing by when she saw the symbols he had drawn. She raised her hand, grabbed his shirt, and shouted, "How do you know these symbols?!"
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